Mother's Day
Today’s mother’s day,
And I know it’s here to stay,
Therefore before I delay,
This message I must convey,
There orders we should obey,
Like a potter’s sculpture made of clay.
They have gone through a lot,
And even sometimes they’ve been caught,
Stealing from someone’s pot,
So that our stomachs they could sought,
You and me they’ve taught,
Not to try that thing call “tot”
And for sure to us they mean a lot.
Forever we should pray for them,
Even if yours is lame,
As a mother she’s still the same,
And our bad behaviour towards them we should tame,
Mine I will always claim,
That’s her who has given me this fame
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